The Days When My Wife Had an Affair (Urban Life Adult Novel)

My wife and I have been married for five years. We love each other very much and have never had a quarrel in these years. She works in a bank branch. She is smart, capable and very clever. Over the years, she has been promoted to deputy position in the branch with her strong professional qualities. She was very busy with her work and had more and more social engagements outside. This was normal for work. Plus, I was also very busy all day, so I never noticed any problems between us.

One day, I was not too busy and had nothing to do at the company. Thinking that I hadn't gone out to eat with my wife for a while, I drove to her workplace. I really wanted to give her a surprise, so I didn't call her. After I got there, I parked my car opposite her workplace. It was not long before I got off work, so I didn't go in and wanted to wait for her there.

Just then, I saw a Honda driving towards the door of their bank. I didn't pay much attention to it and just glanced at it casually. Suddenly, I found my wife getting out of the car. I saw a middle-aged man in the car rolled down the window. My wife bent down and the man said something in her ear. My wife smiled and hit him twice. The man turned the car around and drove away with a smile.

My wife stood there, smoothed her messy hair with her hand, watched the car go away, and then turned and went into the bank. My heart sank at the time, but then I thought that maybe he was an important client of hers, so I didn't think too much about it.

Not long after, my wife got off work and I drove over. When she saw me, she looked very surprised.
But he got in the car without saying anything more. I said, "Let's go out to eat tonight." She said happily, "Great! I've been working all day and I don't feel like cooking when I get home." I said, "You're really busy! Are you exhausted?" She said, "Of course I am. I've been tied up at work all day and haven't even stepped out of the door."

When I heard this, my heart skipped a beat and I paid special attention to her. I saw that my wife's face was obviously made up, and although her hair had just been combed, it was still a little messy if you looked closely.

"Why are you looking at me? Don't you know me?" After saying that, my wife hit me coquettishly. I suddenly thought of the scene I had just seen - the way my wife hit the man while smiling.

I had a dull dinner, but my wife was happily acting coquettishly with me. Looking at her happy face, I didn’t dare to think about it anymore and felt very uncomfortable. When I got home at night, my wife was very passionate and we tossed and turned in bed for half the night.

In the following days, I kept an eye on my wife's whereabouts, but for two or three months I didn't notice any abnormal behavior, so I felt relieved. I thought I was just being too suspicious! Just when I felt relieved, I discovered something that made me suspicious.

I found that my wife changed her phone to vibrate mode at some point. There were a few times when we were together.
I saw her secretly reach into her bag and hang up the phone, and I pretended not to see it. Sometimes I really want to open her bag and check it, but I'm afraid she will find out and it will affect our relationship.

My wife used to put her bag anywhere she went when she got home, but now she always carefully puts it within her sight. Do I really have no way to deal with this? Suddenly I remembered that she used my ID card to apply for her mobile phone card. If anything happened, it would definitely be found out.

After thinking about this, I immediately went to the telecommunications company and checked the phone bill. I saw that there was indeed a problem.
There was a number that contacted her frequently. They contacted each other every day, and the most was nearly thirty times. Now I have clues that prove that my guess was correct. The next step is to get evidence of them.

Although she is very careful, there must be times when she is careless! One day the opportunity finally came. That time when I returned home, I found her bag at home, but she was gone. I quickly opened the bag, took out my cell phone, opened the text messages and saw that it was the same number. In the text messages, the person called her "my baby" and she called him "husband". Judging from the text messages, they have been on a date more than once, and the content of their conversations was very mushy.

That day my wife called and said she would not be home for dinner because one of her sisters was having a birthday and she would be back later. I immediately stopped what I was doing and went to her workplace, but I didn't dare drive my own car, so I hurriedly borrowed one from a friend and waited there until the end of the get off work day.

Sure enough, after get off work, the Honda drove up on time. My wife walked out of the door in high spirits and got directly into the car. I followed them. We followed them to a hotel and saw them getting out of the car from a distance. The man half hugged and half embraced my wife as they walked into the hotel. From time to time, he lowered his head and whispered something in her ear, which made her so amused that she couldn't help but act coquettishly and pinch his face.

As I watched them walk in, my whole heart seemed to be hollowed out. I opened a bottle of wine alone in a restaurant and drank it all, choking until tears streamed down my face. Soon, the alcohol started to take effect and I felt dizzy. I called my friend to drive the car away and I took a taxi home.

It was almost eleven o'clock when I got home, and my wife hadn't come back yet. I didn't eat anything for dinner, and my stomach was churning.
All of a sudden I vomited up everything I hadn't digested at noon. I fell down in the living room and didn't have the energy to get up. I vomited all over my body.
The ground was full of dirt, and soon I forgot everything...

When I woke up, it was already late at night. I was lying in bed, and my head was aching as if it was going to explode.
Through the crack in the door, I saw my wife busy in the living room. All my clothes had been changed and my body had been wiped clean. When I looked again, it was already past two in the morning, so I called her.

My wife came in hurriedly and asked, "Are you awake?" She poured me a glass of water and gave me some hangover pills to take.
She said accusingly, "Why did you drink so much when I wasn't home? Who did you drink with? Can't you just stop drinking?"
This is very harmful to your health. "I didn't say anything. I just watched her busying herself for me, with the words on the tip of my tongue.

Yes, we have been together for several years and gradually have neglected some things. But I still love her! She can't treat me like this! Who should I talk to? I didn't dare tell my family, for fear that my parents would be angry.
I am even more afraid that my hot-blooded nephews, nieces and nephews will cause trouble for me.

After I was sure my wife was having an affair, I was painfully planning...

Ever since I found out about this, I have been living in pain, but I still have to put on a smile on the surface. Life is so tiring! I even lost the courage to live. In the past, I had a happy family and some success in my career. My friends all envied me. If people knew about this, how would I survive? What should I do?
My mind is literally blank. Who can tell me what to do?

No one can stand this kind of thing! I wanted to go over and kill that guy, but I had a family, parents, siblings, and a very young child, and my responsibilities in life were far more important than this.

After several days of careful consideration, I decided to transfer the family property first. This was the first step. After I had completed everything, I would cut off all the resources and leave. After I thought about the plan in detail, I started to take action:
First, I called a distant classmate and told him that I wanted to do a business and transfer some money from his company. After getting his consent, I started to prepare for the work. I planned to transfer the money and use it to register a company, and then transfer the money from there to my aunt's house. In this way, she wouldn't be able to find it.

After everything was ready, I talked to my wife. I said, "My classmate's company in the south is doing well, but it's just short of funds, so he wants us to invest in it." My wife said, "That's great! But you have to do an on-site inspection and show me the company's detailed information so I can see if we can invest."

These are just some simple dishes, I can finish them in a few days. My wife confidently handed over all the family assets to me.
As soon as I saw it, I struck while the iron was hot and said, "Let's mortgage our house and borrow more money so that we can turn it over faster." She agreed, and it was done quickly.

After I got all this done, my heart felt empty. Looking at her carefree face, I really didn't know how she would feel after knowing all this.

In the days that followed, I often reported to her that the development after the investment was great, and then I also made preparations to withdraw the investment. Seeing her kept in the dark, I felt bad too.

One day I suddenly asked her, "What if we have nothing?" She smiled and said, "Isn't money earned by people? Didn't we have nothing before? But we still lived like this. Why are you acting so strange today?
Why are you asking this? "I remained silent.

To be honest, I am a very soft-hearted person. Seeing that my wife has no guard against me, I really can't bear to deceive her. There were several times when I wanted to stop myself from talking to her, but I swallowed the words back when they came to my lips. I don’t want to say anything more, just treat her well now! Every weekend, we pick up the children from their parents' home and spend a happy holiday together.
Go to the park and go shopping. Every night, I would often wake up alone and look at her curled up beside me sleeping. I really couldn't bear to abandon her like this.

A thought came to my mind: Forget it! I didn't expose her, but showed her more care and concern, letting her feel the warmth of home. When she ended her life on her own, I would just treat it as a cloud passing by. I really don't want my home or my children to be harmed. The children are still young, and if they are hurt the consequences will be far greater than those of adults. The worst that can happen is that I can find another one, but what about the children? Hi, staying at home for too long makes you depressed and indecisive.

Thinking of all this, I gave up a lot of things to take care of the family during that period. I often hugged my wife and said to her deeply, "I love you!" Every time she was so excited that tears flashed in her eyes and her eyes turned red. During that period, I really forgave her from the bottom of my heart. Even though she was kept in the dark, I thought maybe she would get over it, and I would never let her know my discovery in the future.

Just as I was about to forgive her, something else stimulated me.

I thought there was still a chance of reconciliation. If that happened, I would never tell anyone about my discovery.
Not letting that crack appear only makes my heart bleed. But she disappointed me again.

That day was my wife's birthday, and I bought a watch to give it to her during dinner that night. I went to see her in the afternoon.
I invited her to have a candlelight dinner in the evening, but she tried hard to say that she had something to do and couldn't leave. I asked her, "Is it really something?" She said, "Yes." But she didn't dare look at me, and her hands involuntarily pulled her clothes.

"Do we have to go today?" I asked. "Yes." She nodded. I said, "Okay, I'll go to my dad's house for dinner tonight." I was so angry that I really wanted to slap her in the face, but I still held back. I went straight to my dad's house.
After dinner, I took my children out to play and I didn’t plan to go home at night.

Late at night, the phone rang, but I didn't answer it. It kept ringing over and over again, so I just turned it off. She came over in a taxi again, and I didn't want to wake up my parents, so I went back with her.

"Are you angry? I really have something to do. I'm sorry." My wife said apologetically. I said, "No, I'm just sleepy and fell asleep here."

"Then why didn't you call to tell us? No one answered when I called you. It really made me worried. I thought something happened to you! You're so old, why are you still making me worry like a child!" She blamed me word by word, and I really wanted to scold her to relieve my anger.

When I got home and lay on the bed, I couldn't sleep at all. I just wanted to vent my anger. I got up and went to the bathroom, and saw her panties thrown on the sink. When I looked at them, I saw a sticky liquid there, and I got furious. In the past, she would soak the clothes in the basin immediately after changing them. But today, maybe I was not at home, and she was so anxious that she forgot to do it.

I was so excited at the time that I rushed into the kitchen, took out the kitchen knife, and came to the bed. But then I thought of my lovely child and my heart softened. I went into the bathroom and turned on the cold water to shower myself. Then my wife got up and asked me, "Why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night?" I said, "It's hot, I'll shower."

"Why are you taking a shower with a kitchen knife?" She was full of questions. I stammered, "I... am I sleepwalking?" She smiled and said, "Go to sleep! Stop it."

When we returned to the bed, my wife threw herself into my arms, and I really wanted to kick her off. Impulse is the devil, it is really scary, otherwise many relatives will suffer tomorrow, but that person will still live a free and happy life. I want a divorce and push my wife to him. Let them play out this tragedy!

The next day, when my wife saw the watch I bought for her, she hugged me excitedly and asked me to put it on her, saying, "I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have spoiled your fun." I said, "It doesn't matter, as long as you can be happy, that's my wish." I drove her all the way to her workplace, and she was reluctant to get off the car.

Now that things have come to this, I have to speed up and implement my plan.

(2)

Since that time, my wife has come home more often and no longer comes home so late. Except for necessary social engagements, she is mostly at home. Every time she comes home, she cooks my favorite food for me, hiding her inner world in these peaceful days.

In order to complete my plan as quickly as possible, I went to the south. After a few days of hard work, I finally fulfilled my long-cherished wish. Walking alone along the river at night, looking at the Pearl River shrouded in the night, my heart was filled with melancholy.
I couldn't help but call home, but no one answered; I called her cell phone, but it was turned off.

I returned home from the south feeling depressed. When I saw her bright smile, I really didn't know who she was happy for.
Looking at her busy figure, I want to say to her, "I'm leaving you." Every day I go out of the house wearing clothes she washed and ironed. Who will do this for me in the future? Every day when I walk out of the house, I always wonder: Will I come back today? When I can't come back, this house will become someone else's. Where will she live? Go to her mother's house or that person's house? She must have gone back to her parents' home. That man is married and would never dare to bring a woman home so boldly.

I still print out the call records every month, and they are still in frequent contact. During that time, I secretly read her text messages again, and I really wanted to slap him. The content made me angry and bitter. If he were in front of me, I would really kill him with a knife!

The man said, "My little baby, and my beautiful curves, let me sleep quietly with your cute little white rabbits as my pillow." She replied, "You are bad! You are bad! You are bad... I will make sure you can't get up!"

And: "When I woke up this morning, the fragrance of your tongue still lingered in my mind. Last night, your beautiful hips were still in my arms, and my life root still felt the warmth of your vagina. I want your high moans and your wonderful climax." She replied: "I am looking forward to the next beautiful moment."

*My wife's affair was exposed by others, and I tried my best to cover for her*

I was hurrying to pledge my last shares at a low price. I had a plan that allowed me to advance or retreat: if she insisted on fighting with me,
I will just give up and leave; if she doesn't fight for it, I will take back the shares and continue to live my normal life. But at this moment, man proposes, God disposes, and one thing disrupted all my plans.

That night I was having dinner with friends when my nephew called me in a hurry and asked me to come over immediately.
I met him in a rented house. There were more than ten people sitting inside. There were machetes and steel pipes on the table. I asked him, "What's wrong?" You said, "What's wrong? You are still living a comfortable life. People have cheated on you, but you are still happy there! Come with me tonight and chop him up. They are now in a Honda car in the western suburbs!"

When I heard this, I was confused and said, "You must have recognized the wrong person? Impossible." I thought,
All my plans are ruined. Something terrible is bound to happen.

"How could I have mistaken someone? Do you think I'm blind? That guy is in the construction business, running a construction installation company.
Last time, my friend helped him out. My friend told me personally: "His girlfriend is your aunt. 'I didn't believe it at the time and watched it for several days, but I finally caught him. This is not the first or second time. I was ready to call you here today. ” he was yelling at me.

I said, "If it's true, I'll take care of it, don't meddle with it."

"What? I asked you to go there, but you didn't go. You're a wimp! If you don't go, I'll chop you to pieces!"
As he said this he picked up a machete. Looking at his red eyes, I believe he will chop me.

"Okay, go ahead. You have to let me change my clothes and shoes!" I said.

"Okay." After a while he found the shoes and clothes.

Something went wrong as soon as I went there. Based on this relationship, the police would definitely suspect me first. This case would be too easy to solve, so I had to let them go away.

I was thinking about how to inform my wife, so I said, "You guys go down first, I'll come down after I change my clothes." After they went downstairs, I quickly called my wife, once and twice, but no one answered. The call finally got through for the third time. I told her that her child had a high fever and asked her to go home. She said, "Okay, I'll go right away." I said, "No, you can't go right away. I'll go directly to the hospital." I could hear her panic and slight panting on the other end of the phone. I wanted to cut them down, but I couldn't afford to lose the big picture.

Get on the minibus and head towards the western suburbs. Halfway through the journey, the lookout called to say that the car had left, so we chased after them, but they quickly entered the city. My nephew was so angry that his face turned blue. On the way back he suddenly said, "Uncle, can I use your phone?" I hesitated for a moment and handed it to him. He pressed the button a few times and said to stop the car.

After coming down, he asked me why I called her? I said, "I don't want anything to happen." He threw my phone to the ground. A punch came at me, I felt a buzzing in my head, and blood started flowing down my face. He was from a sports team and had practiced Sanda. He hit me with punch after punch. I fell to the ground and passed out... When I woke up again, I was already in the hospital.

I felt very uncomfortable when I woke up. My niece was the only one lying on the bed crying. When she saw me wake up, she asked me crying, "Do you know who hit me?" I said, "I don't know, I don't know them." She wanted to call her husband and ask him to report the case, but I refused to let her because he was a policeman and I didn't want him to know. I just asked her to call my wife and tell her I was in the hospital.

After a while, my wife came over and when she saw me lying there, she started crying and asked me what happened. She went back to see her child and everything was fine, but when she called me again, the call went unanswered. She went to the nearby hospital to look for me but couldn't find me, so she went out to look for me on the street. She was worried that I might have been in a car accident, so she came here as soon as she received the call.

I didn't say anything, just said, "Today someone called and said my dad had to take the child to see a doctor, and there was no one at home to take care of him.
Call me and tell me to come over quickly. I told you to go first and I would be there soon, but I was blocked by someone halfway and got beaten up. I don’t know him, and I don’t know why. "

We didn't say anything that night. My wife and my niece stayed by the bed to watch over me. I saw her sitting there in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking about. Seeing her messy hair and wrinkled dress, I felt like I had eaten a fly. We are getting a divorce anyway, so I don't want to bother with her anymore.

＊My wife confessed to me and begged for forgiveness＊

The next day my eldest sister came to look after me, but I didn't allow them to tell the elderly people at home. My sister's eyes were red from crying.
I thought, if something really happened, how would our family survive? I can't let my loved ones suffer for me.

My wife came over in the afternoon and made some soup for me to drink. She didn't go to work in the afternoon. I saw her phone vibrating in front of me, but she didn't answer it. She hung up several times, but the phone was still ringing stubbornly. Later, she simply turned it off. I asked, "Why didn't you answer the phone?" She said, "It was a wrong number. I told her it was a wrong number this morning, but she still called me."

I didn't agree with what she said and fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up, I heard my wife talking on the phone on the balcony. She was saying, "Did you do it..." From her tone, it sounded like she was arguing with someone. I knew she must be arguing with that man. I could tell that she thought my beating was related to that man and that he had someone beat me up. I closed my eyes, not wanting her to know that I was awake.

Later, my wife sat there looking at me, tears streaming down her face. After seeing me open my eyes, she asked me, "Do you hate me?" I didn't answer. She cried and said, "I know you already know. I'm sorry. Please don't treat me like this. I want to talk to you." I looked at her indifferent face and said, "I love you. Please don't abandon me, okay? I beg you..."

My wife told me that he was just a client of hers before and they never had a close relationship. Two years ago, I left my unit and started my own business, but my funds were limited. A friend invited me to be her partner, but I had no money. She embezzled public funds from the unit and told me that it was a loan. After a long time, you need to make up for it.

At this time, he learned about it during his relationship with his wife and took the initiative to give her the money to make up for it. She was very grateful to him.
They interacted more frequently, and eventually, under his advances, they had a sexual relationship. Originally, she wanted to return the money to him and never contact him again, but his gentleness made her fall in love with him. He contacted her every day, and she couldn't let go. She lived in self-blame every day.

"I know I was wrong, and I promise it will never happen again. I will love you well, please forgive me, okay?" As my wife spoke, she cried even harder. What should I say? I really wanted to cry. Although men don't shed tears easily, tears really came to my eyes.

I love her, but she cheated on me. I would rather live a dull life than this. I ignored her. In the following days, I was discharged from the hospital and returned home. We started living separately and I didn't want to pay attention to her anymore. Every day she always cleans the house, washes my clothes and cooks for me, but I still always ignore her. I am leaving and never coming back.

I returned to my parents' home, and she came to me and cried and begged me not to leave her: "I love you and this family, please don't abandon me." I still ignored her. Not long after, the house was transferred to someone else and she had to return to her parents' home.

During this period, I knew that the man had found someone to have sex with me, but when he found that person, he heard that I was Sanmao's uncle, so he told him. When he heard that, he was so scared that he ran away and hid away. His company could no longer find a market in the local area.
My nephew has said that whoever lets him take the job will be fired. His wife took possession of all the family property, and ran off with a young man overnight, taking away all the assets. His wife is in charge of the finances in his company and may have known about his affairs for a long time. This is what one of my nephews told me later.

*My own reflections on my beloved wife's infidelity*

When her family found out, they were very sad. His father was so angry that he was admitted to the hospital, his mother aged a lot, and then we got divorced. Not long after, her mother suddenly called me and said that my wife had taken sleeping pills, so I rushed over. It really hurt me to see her in such pain while having her gastric lavage in the hospital.

In the hospital corridor, her mother suddenly knelt down in front of me and said, "I beg you to take her back! She knows she was wrong. Please forgive her for the sake of both of us old people! Her father is lying at home, and I really can't bear it anymore." My tears flowed down.

In the days that followed, I often went to their home to visit them. Her father's health had obviously improved and he was able to walk around. I'm afraid their family will really be broken up. She is the only daughter. If something happens to her, what will her parents do? Now I take my children to their house every weekend. I am really afraid that something might go wrong. She is always very cautious when I go there. I really don’t know how to live in the future.

I didn't sleep well last night, not because I'm too indecisive. Do you know? When I saw the child with her,
Crawling all over her and playing around, that kind of situation that no one can replace, how could I be so selfish? I am not a person who likes fighting and killing. I will not do anything without considering it maturely, and I have lost a lot because of this. Some of my childhood friends who loved to play and fight have now become government employees, while others have ended up on a path of no return. I will never commit suicide just for the sake of momentary pleasure.

During the time when my wife left, I communicated with her and talked with her many times, and I also reflected on what I could not do. She is not a bad woman. She is not spoiled. She works diligently and responsibly and can manage the household. When we first fell in love, we loved each other madly and he helped me a lot. Thinking of these, I feel like I have returned to those sweet times.

After getting married, I forgot some of the past events and neglected a lot of my love for her. Although I loved her, I seldom said "I love you" to her directly, always thinking that it was said when you were having sex. After marriage, we go shopping and travel less together. There are so many things that we do less. It’s not like before when we would worry about each other even if we couldn’t see each other for a day. There was no help for her.
Just ask for her love.

My wife's beautiful appearance, slim figure, youthful vitality, and the temperament she had developed in the working environment over the past few years made her an easy target for that man. He helped her at the right opportunity, giving him the chance to get close to her.

My wife talked to me about it, and at first she was also wary of him, and the contact between them was just like that between ordinary friends. That man was too patient, and under his constant attacks, plus the fact that I owed him a favor, our relationship went beyond an ordinary one. I originally wanted to end it after returning it to him, but I ended up getting sucked into it.

That man is very good at making women happy. If I say some things, someone might say I am talking nonsense, so I'd better not say it!
I have never taken my wife to places like karaoke rooms and nightclubs, because I always think that they are not places for women to go.
Now that I think about it, it is necessary to take my wife to sing and dance when I have nothing to do. I haven't given her anything over the years, but I've asked too much of her.

I’m thinking, let’s wait for a while before we talk about it! During this period, take her for walks more often and give her more love. In the past, when I had nothing to do, I would get together with friends and play with them. They always said that their wives were too annoying. I was always touched! I cry! But it doesn't mean I'm a sissy~~~~~
I think it's registered.